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February 2, 2017:  A Facebook Post I confess that often during this time of transition my thoughts go back to the home I left behind in New Hampshire that had everything I needed--except for an honest and civilized surrounding community. Faced with virtually a promise of being endlessly victimized into annihilation, I chose freedom and life instead. I continue to hope and pray for a new sense of home to be established so that I can begin to heal from this very terrible loss, but so far I'm still waiting and unable to forget--and all the while the residents of that town continue to present themselves as decent people (according to a post that crossed my page this morning). Yeah, right--about as decent as rapists and murderers, if their actions were more literally visible. I stand in opposition to such hypocrisy in whatever ways I can, because everyone deserves home and happiness--even me.